"Wake up!"

Suddenly, Li Mucheng suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. There was a hint of wonder on his immature face.

"Wake up!"

The majestic voice sounded again, as majestic as a god, stopping Li Mucheng's atrocities.

Unwillingly looking at the sword in his hand, Li Mucheng was lucky to resist this voice. As expected, the voice sounded again, but this time, the words were even more majestic.

For a while, Li Mucheng seemed to see a truly invincible existence. It's also like seeing a battlefield where blood is flowing like a river. The owner of the voice, high up, like a killing god, stared at Li Mucheng. The color of blood in the pupils is like a river of blood on the ground...... Even more scarlet than the river of blood.

Like a muffled thunder, it fell on Li Mucheng's heart. He fought a cold war, and the Lingtai was clear. The intent of the violent killing just now has all dissipated. He looked at the river of blood below, and looked at the hands stained with blood, incredibly.

"I ...... Wrong......"

Li Mucheng lost the support of his aura and fell from mid-air. He knelt in the river of blood, bowed his head, and sighed.

......

There was a bang, and the whole illusion collapsed. And Li Mucheng returned to the fairy altar. At this time, he sat on the ground languidly, his long hair unrestrained and scattered.

"What the hell is this third level? Even the eldest brother looks like this. Zilei muttered to himself suspiciously.

An ethereal voice came from the altar again, two simple words, "Pass." ”

"Great, Big Brother passed! He chose the Chaos Sword Sect, right?"

Jiang Chen said happily. But just as everyone was waiting for the people of the seven sects on the stage to announce the results, all of a sudden, the hook-nosed man stood up. However, he looked at Li Mucheng's eyes and was a little hesitant.

"Li Mucheng, seventeen-year-old Jin Dan in the early stage. Not bad. Which sect do you want to join?"

"Chaos Sword Sect. Li Mucheng raised his head and smiled bitterly, and said weakly.

"Good ......," the hook-nosed man hesitated, "Although your spiritual root is only a relatively ordinary spiritual root, you have full potential. But whether or not the Chaos Sword Sect wants to recruit you to get started, I still need to go and discuss it with the sect head elder and others. ”

"I see. ”

Li Mucheng said. His bloodthirsty and murderous heart, he himself knows. As long as he is affected by the external environment, he may become a Shura at any time. He knew that all too well. Now that the Chaos Sword Sect is willing to give him a chance to discuss, he is already very satisfied.

When he ascended the fairy altar, he had calculated everything. But in the end, the refining of the heart, who did not calculate the third level, actually reproduced the original scene when his father died.

When he first saw it with his own eyes, Li Mucheng indulged it for a whole year. At that time, he was just a mortal, and his father didn't know how he died, so naturally he didn't think of revenge. But this time, in the environment, he imagined that he had boundless divine power, and he actually vented his anger on those mortals.

He stood up weakly, his pupils dark. Slightly bowing to the seven people on the stage, Li Mucheng turned around and walked back to the waiting area.

"Big brother, did you pass it or not?"

As soon as he walked into the waiting area, Zilei walked over with wide eyes. Li Mucheng looked at the four of them, put away his tired state, and nodded with a smile. "However, it is still unknown whether you can join the Chaos Sword Sect. You don't have to worry about me. Even if the Chaos Sword Sect doesn't want me, the world is so big, there must be a place for me. ”

"Go ahead, Zilei, and call your name. ”

Li Mucheng smiled and patted Zilei's shoulder, and walked to the side to sit cross-legged.

Zilei looked at the altar, then at Li Mucheng, who was smiling at him, nodded, and walked up to the altar.

"I carry the big things myself. Smile and be happy, leave it to the brothers. Li Mucheng closed his eyes, and the refining of his heart just now made his mood change a little. Before, he was just a mortal who had not been deeply involved in the world, but now, he has become a cultivator, and he has also learned a little about this tedious matter.

The red thunder that slashed his father to death was certainly not a natural formation. And my father had just died, and the weather began to change, and the weather was sunny after the rain.

"Could it be that when my father died, he was in the catastrophe?"

Li Mucheng thought to himself.

Suddenly, a terrifying scream erupted outside. Li Mucheng opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Zilei on the altar and the spirit bead on the top of Zilei's head.

"Black?!"

Li Mucheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed ecstatically. "Haha, I didn't expect Zilei to be the most cherished black spiritual root. Now that's good. I was worried about whether you would be able to get in. ”

"I didn't expect that either. But the four of us are all people who can be said to be geniuses of the barbarian clan, so it should be no problem to pass this level. Jiang Chen scratched his head embarrassedly and said.

"Cut, who wouldn't say big words? This black spirit root, two of them will break the sky when they appear today. ”

A waiter on the side pursed his lips and said nonchalantly.

But when his words reached the eyes of Li Mucheng and others, it was Chi Guoguo's jealousy.

While speaking, Zilei's second test result came out again. As expected, there was a burst of exclamations from the audience.

"Jindan mid-term!"

Speaking of which, Zilei is a month younger than Li Mucheng, so he naturally calls Li Mucheng big brother. But the seventeen-year-old Jin Dan is in the middle of my God, where did this monster come out of nowhere?

The third item of heart refining, for some reason, seems to have no difficulty with Zilei. It passed easily.

The hook-nosed man seemed to be in shock. When Zilei opened his mouth to ask, he reacted and hurriedly said, "Well, you want to go to that sect?"

"Chaos Sword Sect. My eldest brother will also go to your Chaos Sword Sect, so I will naturally follow. ”

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, you come with me first, and after the test is completed tomorrow, let's go to the Mystery God Mountain together." The hook-nosed man was overjoyed. He is the emissary of the Chaos Sword Sect. "But, who's your eldest brother?"

"Well, it's the black-haired one. Although I am in the middle of Jindan, I can't beat my eldest brother. ”

Zilei pointed at Li Mucheng. Then he didn't care about the hook-nosed man's shocked expression. Wuzi walked to the waiting area.

"Next, Jiangchen. ”

The hook-nosed man finally came back to his senses and pronounced his next name. Unexpectedly, the first thing the young man said when he came to the stage was: "I am in the late stage of Jindan, but I can't beat my eldest brother." ”

"You...... Jindan Late ...... How old are you this year?"

"Well, it's a little bigger than the kid just now. Almost less than seventeen. ”

Hearing this, the hook-nosed man sat on the ground with a puff and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. And the remaining six people also looked at Jiang Chen with the same eyes as they looked at the monster, which was incredible.

Jiang Chen didn't wait for them to remind him, and in the blink of an eye, he measured his spiritual root. Unsurprisingly, it's black again.

"My mother, black black, what's wrong today? Where did so many demonic geniuses come from? Could it be that a big family has released their clansmen to practice again?"

The man who was jealous of Zi Lei just now widened his eyes at this time, and looked at the five of them in disbelief, as if he had seen a monster.